Hi! Sorry that some chapters have been late and rushed, yeah it's getting that time in my life that I wont have much time. One day I will go back and re-edit some chapters because well some might suck ass. I want to say thank you so much for the 100 kudos and 5000 hits you guys gave me! I feel to special and I forever owe you guys! (This was on the ArchiveOurOwn site.) I LOVE YOU GUYS!

Tony's Pov:

I hop in my car, set my GPS to Peter's location and hit the peddle. I have noticed that he has moved since I last checked, which means that something is not right and maybe his secret lover is trying to hide himself away or attempting to keep his true identity a secret.

"Goddammit Peter, why do you do this to me?"

When Peter was a little boy he would crawl on the ceilings and get Steve and I caught in webs, he would giggle like crazy when Steve would play pretend and come to the rescue and save his fair maiden, ,me. He wasn't like the other kids who would fake vomit when their parents kiss, he would just giggle and smile.

As he got older, the giggling turned into blushing. Steve and I would often show affection to one another in front of Peter, to let him know that we love each other. The world has gotten worse since Thanos. People have broken apart, killed murdered and worse things that make me feel sick. I want to make sure Peter is always loved and knows it.

"Oh Peter, I love you so much. When I get there I will murder you ass!"

I drive into the drive way of my private airport, pulling in then rushing out of the car park towards the private jet that I have already prepaid this morning.

"Mr Roger-Stark your plane is ready. Mr Smith would be flying you today."

The butler escorted me into the plane and set me up on my table, the plane begins to take off. I check my phone to see if Peter moved again, he was still in LA in the same location.

*RiNG* *RING*

It was Steve.

I place the phone to my ear, feeling my hand shake and my throat slowly tickle. My palms were sweating, my knees shaking, heart pounding against my chest.

"H-Hey S-Steve."

"YOU STUPID FUCKING BITCH! GET MY SON BACK HERE BY TODAY OR YOUR GETTING IT!"

He then suddenly hung up the phone, my phone slips from my hand and fall to the ground. My hand just stayed by my ear, shaking and sweating like hell. Tears fall from my eyes, I cover my face with my hands hiding the fear from my face. I didn't want to let anybody see me like this, I have to stay happy I have to stay the same I was before, I have to... for Peter...

I kick down and laid on the sofa. I wanted to just close my eyes and let the world fade away, I want to just leave all the drama and chaos, fade into a world where I am just free.

"Mr Roger-Stark, would you like a bed prepared?"

I sit up quickly, looking a little startled.

"Ummm ugh y-yeah s-sure."

He escorts me to the bedroom and I just instantly got in and got myself comfortable. The butler gave me a surprised look.

"Sir are you okay?"

I take a deep breath, looking into his eyes.

"Yeah just tired."

He left the room and I finally could get a break from my reality.

8 hours later...

"Mr Roger Stark you have arrived at your destination."

I shot up, startled of the sudden voice occurring. I look around and we appear to be on land in LA. Peter's destination.

"Oh shit."

I rushed out of the bed and made myself look presentable. My hair was a mess and clothes were wrinkled and covered in hair. There were bags under my eyes, red veins on the lids, I stretch my back, arms and legs.

I wanted to change but I was so rushed to get here I had no time to pack or think of what to bring. I just brushed the clothes off and straightened out my tie and walked out the room, running down the stairs rushing into the cab to get to Peter.

Peter baby, I am coming for you.

LA was a decent place, Peter never really enjoyed travelling. He never liked big planes or fancy expensive anything.

"Sir, where are we headed to?"

"43 lewis avenue." (Made up)

My heart pounds faster, my breathing began to get heavier and heavier by the minute. I hope he is alright, I hope he is safe.

As I was in my mind panicking about who could have Peter? What has he been doing? Why is he doing this? Why did he run away?

"Sir you are at your destination. That will be $70."

Wait what? Have I been panicking this whole time? I must of zoned out at some point. Jesus I must be tired.

"Sure can you wait for 20 minutes?"

He nods as I get out of the cab and walk to the front entrance. It was decently fancy and clean, but never something Peter would be in. The front door was quite plane and simple, I take a deep breath and knock on the door.

"Hello? Peter?"

There was no reply or anything. I giggle the door knob and... it was open... My heart drops. What if somebody got to Peter before I did? WHAT IF THAT THING FROM ANYTHING EARTH HAS HIM! I burst through the door to see nobody here. I check my phone, he is here, well his phone is.

"Peter?"

The living room was quite neat and green...

I walk around the living room studying the place, I try not to touch anything because maybe somebody kidnapped him and left a trace somewhere.

"Peter~?"

I see some stairs, I might be able to check if Peter is dead in the upstairs bathroom or something, or maybe alive... I hope so...

I take a step by step up the stairs, slowly creeping up lurking in the shadows just in case someone pops out and tries to kill me.

"Peter!"

Would yelling his name work? Would it encourage him to help me find him?

I suddenly hear a moan, not one where he is in pain but... pleasure..

"Ahhh~ Wade~!"

Oh Jesus... SHIT~!

A rush of adrenaline came over me, I sprint towards the bedroom door and smashed it open. To see a huge muscular male with horrible burnt skin on top of someone presumed to be my 15 year old son. Peter Roger-Stark.

"JESUS TAP DANCING CHRIST! PETER I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD IF THIS IS HIM I WILL MURDER YOUR FUCKING ASS!"

I see my son frantically get off the bed trying to put his clothes back on while 'Wade' was trying to cover Peter up while doing so himself.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!"

Wade stands up big and tall towering over Peter and I, he had his pants on at least. He puts his arm around Peter bringing him close tightly to his chest. My protective fatherly side instantly brought out my iron hand pointing my blast straight at him.

"LET HIM GO OR I'LL BLAST YOU TO BITS!"

Peter clung on to Wade, I looked into his eyes seeing the fear and almost hatred in them. Wade suddenly points a gun at me, raising it up to my face. Peter looks up to him and tries to mouth 'no Wade please!'.

"Tony, put down your arm glowy thingy and I'll point down my gun, okay?"

I think about this fro a second, Peter is right there with him if I shot it would hit him too. Plus Wade would probably shot my as at the same time so nobody would win.

I lower my hand as he lowers his gun, Peter hugs Wade tighter as we both put down out weapons.

"Peter, this is your dad?"

He nods.

"Yeah, I didn't think he would be here this fast. Sorry."

I watch Wade rub Peter's back and kiss his cheek.

"It's okay baby-boy~"

I feel my anger coming over me again, did he just call him 'baby-boy?'. He is my baby!

"Peter, put your clothes on while I go talk to your daddy, okay?"

Wade was the first to move, he opened the door and guided me to the living room, far away from my baby. We walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. I sat to the opposite of him facing his terrifying burnt ugly face.

"So Mr. Wilson. Why are you doing my 15 year old son who is a minor and illegal? You do realise that I could report you and you will go to jail right?"

I see him reach for a unicorn mug filled with already made coffee, that shit came prepared!? Was he expecting me?

"Well Mr. Tin-man, have you ever heard of true love?"

He took a sip as my jaw just drops to the floor. Doesn't he realise that Peter is only 15?! My anger was just getting out of control, this man really really gets to me.

"Are you talking about? HE IS 15?!"

He calmly moves closer to me, not breaking eye contact with me. He makes me really uncomfortable, I have this sense about him. His calmness and cocky jokes remind me of...

"Should I say, what I am?"

I gave him a confused look. What does he mean by this? Who the fuck is he?

"What could you possibly be now apart from a fucking paedophile?!"

he reaches for something in the couch. I see him pull out a red mask. Is he a villain? Part of H.Y.D.R.A?

"WHO ARE YOU?!"

Wade places his mask on, my heart skips millions of beats when I realise who he was. MOTHER FUCKING DEADPOOL!?

My mouth drops as I revision everything that we found on this criminal. I couldn't believe Peter would let this man get down on him. I was j-just s-speechless.

"PETER WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?!"

I hear his footsteps racing down and coming over, he instantly jumps over to protect... HIM!? Again... speechless... My son wraps his body around Wade his back facing me, while.. KISSING HIS NECK RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME!

"Peter I swear to God when you come back I will never let you leave. You do realise what you have done to us right? Steve and I are in an impossible position, you will forever be stuck at the tower, forbid to leave. You will never graduate, you will never have a family, I will make it my life to keep you in the tower."

He turns to face me slowly, tears in his eyes mouth opened with complete shock and fury. Wade looked worried when he saw Peter's eyes. Maybe I went to far... no he deserves this, he has put so much stress on Steve it is making him drink again.

"What... the... fuck... did... you... say..."

He steps off from where he was sitting on Wade and slowly walked towards me. I stand up only a couple of inches taller then he is, walk towards him right up to his face looking down.

"You... will... never... have... a... life... again."

Peter's eyes watered with his deep emotions, I could see his tiny innocent soul crumble from within. Then quickly began to fill with massive fire and rage.

"NOOOOOOOO! YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO ME! I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU AGAIN! I HOPE YOU FUCKING DIE!"

As a parent who tried to protect this child from the world around him that could take and rip him apart I felt dead. I loved Peter with all my heart and he is just a stupid boy with no morals at all. I could not believe what came out of his mouth.

A sudden smack echoed across the room, my hand slapped Peter as hard as it could. I lost control, I was too angry. I slapped him, I wanted to do more but I held back.

"Tony... WHAT THE FUCKING HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?"

Peter's words no longer hurt me, it's like I was completely numb. Like I have been through this myself. There is nothing wrong with me, there couldn't be.

"You're not my son. Get the fuck in the car or you both die."

Peter turns to Wade, I could tell by the burnt ones face that they were completely destroyed. But...I didn't care... He did this to me... how could he? I wouldn't really kill my own son... but Deadfuckup would.

Peter jumps into Wades arms clenching to his skin, crying and sobbing into his 'lover' while deadfuck sheds his tears with him. They share one last passionate kiss, Peter's arms around his neck and Deadshits around his waist.

It made me so fucking sick. Steve and I used to do that... but never mind...

I rip Peter from his 'boyfriend' and continued to shove him back to the cab.

"You know you made Steve drink again..."

Peter was just completely silent. The atmosphere wasn't the best since I have just pulled out of his relationship.

The flight home was silent, not a single word, no sound. Nothing. I didn't feel sorry for him, because he was asking for me to come get him and cause a commotion. I love him but he needs to be punished.

"Peter, you know why I am doing this to you."

Nothing, he was completely gone. Goddammit, I just wish he wasn't being like this. I guess I would have to talk to Steve about all of this.

I went to grab my phone, while dileing his number I began to have thoughts.

Is this really a good idea? Does he even care? What would he do to me? I hope he isn't mad... but he loves me... he won't hurt me again...right?

I press his number, one by one. Feeling the sweat on my finger tips, my hands are shaking...

What is wrong with me?! Why can't I dile my husbands number? He loves me!

I hear the phone ring for a bit, my heart skipped a beat when he picked up. My arms were shaking as I place the phone up to my ear.

"So you got him Tony?"

"Y-Yes I h-have. He is really quiet though."

I hear his breathing hitch a little. I hope he isn't going to be angry as me.

"Tony, I know you love him. Do you have somewhere we could put him?"

He isn't mad?

"Ummm yeah I do it's in my lab. A secret room to keep prisoners just in case they break out of prison."

"Hmmmmmmm."

There was a short pause... Is he mad at me? What is he going to do to Peter?

"Sure, I'll announce that Spider-man is dead."

Wait what?

"Steve what the fuck? We can't kill Spider-Man?!"

Peter instantly turned to face me, I can tell he had been crying from the tried tear stains on his cheeks. He rushed over to me and started to shake me while crying his eyes out.

"TONY PLEASE DON'T LET STEVE TELL THE WORLD THAT I'M DEAD BECAUSE I'M NOT!"

I put the phone down and cupped Peter's tearing face. I got close to him, I miss this feeling when I am with him.

"Peter, we can't let you see... Wade... I am so sorry..."

Peter's Pov:

I couldn't believe that they would do this! They're just gonna take away everything from me like I am nothing! I just want to be with Wade, he is my everything!

"What the fuck!?"

I was pissed! I wanted to kill my father for this, he is not gonna get in between my love and I! I just wish Wade was here right now.

"What? I'm just gonna let a 26 year old serial killer fuck you until you cum?! FUCK NO! I swear to God you're nothing but a slut!"

"Did you just call me a slut?"

I got right up to his face, Tony was taller then me but he did shiver a little bit when I came closer to his face.

Tony suddenly shoved me to the wall of the plane, towering over me and grabbed my neck strangling.

"Peter Roger-Stark you will never see the sunlight ever again, I will make your life miserable for what you did to me! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU DID TO ME!"

I couldn't breath, he was chocking me! I try to wiggle out of his tight grip but it was no use, my father just pressed harder.

"D-D-Dad!"

He is still pressing his body against me but lets go of my neck and then putting his hands through my hair spreading my hair away from my face exposing my tears and puffy eyes.

"You should be crying. You should be begging to be alive."

Gasping and heaving in as much air as possible while trying to not cry and act like a weakling. I wish Wade was here with me right now, he would save me from this hell.

"Go on, cry for him, beg for him to come save."

I take a few deep breaths with tears falling down my cheeks.

"W-Wade!" I cry.

"SAY IT LOUDER!"

"WADE PLEASE HELP ME!" I screamed his name, feeling my heart break into a million pieces, I do know that it is unrealistic that Wade could teleport into a moving plane, he doesn't even know where we are.

"He can't save you Peter, cause he doesn't love you!"

Yes he does! He loves me!

"When we get home I am going to report him for everything! He will never come back!"

Whaling in pain begging my father not to do hurt Wade, but he didn't care. His hands grip my shoulders shoving me onto the floor. I look up to face his eyes, they were filled with rage, hatred and they were... empty...

"Why?"

"Because you hurt me." He turns to the bedroom door of the plane and walked away. What the hell is going on with them? Dad was never like this, he would never touch me like that! I feel so miserable, I wanted to dream of Wade every second to make everything okay.

"Wade, I love you."

I slowly drift off into a deep sleep.

I dream about sleeping on our bed feeling his hands going up my thighs stroking my ass, turning me over onto my stomach spreading my legs apart. Drag my ass up to meet his dick and smashes into my hole, feeling him inside of me tearing up my insides with pleasure. My moans make him go crazy, moving his hands down to my penis and pumping my cock.

I enjoyed every second of his cock filling me up and my sperm spraying onto the bed. Then a sudden load bang ringed in my ears, I shot up realising that I am no longer in the plane. What room is this? I could tell this was the Stark tower but I have never seen this before.

"Hello?"

I tried to get up from the bed but I tripped over the chain falling onto my face. My feet were chained together, they chained me... why!?

"Wade, please save me... I need you... I love you..."

I struggle to get up onto the bed, I sob onto the pillow, thinking of you... my love...

Unknown Pov:

I guess this was the time you were taken away. I remember that i didn't see you for 8 weeks... or 12... I don't really remember that time with you is a blur... I wish I could be with you... I want to take you with me now back to my earth to start our life together again...

I love you... don't worry... you will be safe...

Peter Wilson...